Trying to keep my sanity in a house full of manly ball-scratching, burping, farting, and raised toilet seats.
Trying to keep my sanity in a house full of manly ball-scratching, burping, farting, and raised toilet seats. 
My 15 yr old son and a few of his friends have a little “hideout”, if you will. It’s a secluded spot in the forest in front of their school that they discovered at the beginning of the school year. My son, being the adventurer that he is, found it to be a perfect building location for their own rudimentary and primitive hangout. Over the months they’ve made it their own,... 
If it was an MMA match, then you’d most likely be rooting for the youthful, rebellious, and energetic high schooler. You’d imagine yourself as
Rage in a Cage by Edgar Brown
that high schooler and that teacher as that one hideous and miserable teacher you had in
high school who you swore was on a mission to make your life impossible and humiliate you every chance they had. (If you never had... 
I’m really not that old (although my 12 year old would beg to differ), but I’m about to start this post like a grandparent would start off telling a story about when they were younger, so bear with me.
Ok, here it goes…..When I was younger, ugh that left a nasty taste in my mouth, when anyone wanted to fight (you know the infamous “I’ll meet you behind the school”... 
Just when I was starting to feel pretty good about myself and my “mothering” capabilities, alas, I am bitch slapped back to reality.
The notion that one of your children could be a mean spirited individual or a bully is a devastating thought. After all, what does that say about you? But worse then that, is the shock of learning that your child, the one who is generous and charming, attentive... 
When I saw the previews for Karate Kid I just about jumped out of my seat with excitement! I LOVED those movies! And of course Daniel LaRusso wasn’t too bad either…But there was something about that movie that stuck with you as a young teen…aside from the “wax on, wax off” line!
But for some reason, I can’t help but to feel, it’s about damn time they highlight a... 
I’m writing this just as I hang up the phone with the counselor at my sons middle school.
“Hi, Mrs. Olivera, I am calling in reference to your son Christian. First let me just say that he is fine.”
Shouldn’t that be stated the other way around??? Fuck!! Talk about scaring the crap out of you. You already know that the call is going to be bad news!
Anyways, apparently my son went... 
My journey into motherhood began when I was 17 years old. Today, I am the mother of two teen boys, 15 and 13, and I am one of the only moms "blogging" about raising teen boys. On this blog, which I like to call a "blogory", I share my candid, poignant, sometimes humorous, but always real, short stories about my stumbles through parenthood as a young mother raising two teen boys while coping with living in a house full of testosterone. My parenting philosophy revolves around honest, no holds barred communication, where no topic is off limits, mixed with an enormous sense of humor. Peace Out! -Natasha Olivera
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